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We walked through the dark streets of Ar, and though such was perhaps dangerous, none approached us, though some who passed did so with circumspection, their weapons drawn. - (Assassin of Gor, Chapter 13, Sentence #231)

I suspected few knew as much of the races of Ar as Mip. After we had eaten and drunk together, clapping me on the shoulders, Mip invited me to the tarncot where he worked, one of the large cots of the Greens. I was pleased to accompany him for I had never seen a faction cot before. We walked through the dark streets of Ar, and though such was perhaps dangerous, none approached us, though some who passed did so with circumspection, their weapons drawn. I expect the fact that I walked as a Warrior, a sword at my side, perhaps dissuaded individuals who might otherwise have attempted to cut a purse or threaten a throat were they not rewarded for leniency. There are few on Gor who will take their lives into their hands by confronting a Gorean Warrior. The cot was one of six in a vast and lofty cylinder containing many of the offices and dormitories of those associated professionally with the Greens. - (Assassin of Gor)